December 17, 2014 § 11 Comments
I’ve made a decision. Slowly but surely over the next couple of months, I’m going to work through my house, space by space and get rid of everything that doesn’t bring me joy.
There will be some exceptions of course – getting rid of joyless items like my tax records might be frowned upon… But you know what I mean.
There are things I’ve hung onto for all kinds of reasons – and they’re all the wrong reasons. They are things I never use, things I will never use. Things that just gather dust and occupy space and cause clutter I really don’t want anymore.
There’s a big part of me that would love to live a simpler life, and I had always tacked that idea onto living in the country. I had it all mapped out in my head – a small cottage in the Karoo, with whitewashed walls, a wide stoep and a tin roof for the rain to dance across. A rug or two on the floor, a comfortable bed and a fireplace to warm my wintry bones.
But I realise I don’t need to go anywhere else to have that. I don’t have to move. I can do it right here in the city, and I can live any way I choose. I don’t have to buy into the hustle of being busier than everyone else, of constantly buying, acquiring, collecting. I don’t have to prove anything; live up to anyone else’s expectations.
No. Only I choose my lifestyle. I choose my life. And for the year ahead, I choose joy.